Thirteen years

Thirteen years... I find it hard to believe that it's been thirteen years since 9/11. They say grief gets better with
time but I believe you just learn to deal with the pain. I'm in a very different stage of life from when I first made
this account years ago.. I'm now 22 and engaged and in my last year of nursing school.. With this new stage of my life
my heart is breaking at the thought of getting married without my father.. My dad won't be there to walk me down the
isle.. He will not be able to meet my future children.. This hurts beyond words. I can still remember the entire day of
9/11 it's burned into my mind.. The moment finding out my dad was missing has never left me.. In some ways I feel like
I'm in the same place I was thirteen years ago. Young girl afraid of the world without her dad.. Her best friend. I'm so
grateful to have had him for the time I did.. I have spent the years since 9/11 pushing and working to make sure nobody
forgets not just my dad but every single one of the lives lost on 9/11/01.. Weather it's speaking at events or just
telling the story of my father I will do anything.. Tomorrow as we all gather at ground zero our hearts will all be
broken but we will come together and hold each other up through this pain.. I ask everyone to please take a moment
tomorrow to simply remember the lives lost thirteen years ago. Please don't treat tomorrow as just another day of the
week.. It's a day to be spent remembering and praying for those lost and those left behind to pick up the pieces.. Thank
you everyone! God bless! Rip dad I love you<3 p.s I apologize of there are any misspellings in this I typed it from my
iphone